I love you. Ode to a Cat

Lush Pussy. Wide Berth. Narrow Catwalk.

In Memoriam- Dorsi

I have never shared space with a pussy as lush as you before. 

 

We met under strange circumstances. You were trapped in my apartment for days. 
You crept in and hid somewhere in my bedroom, unknowingly I locked up and left.
Your owners frantic. I had to cut short my stay at the farm to return to give you release.
 
Ever since, you roam as you please in the space between your apartment and mine. 
I see you and you see me and both giving each other a wide berth. 

Neither of us needed company. Neither needed to be stroked or touched. 

We respected each other's space, to be in silent solitude or to just chill, together or apart. 


It didn't matter if we didn't see each other for weeks or months, our space is still our                                 sanctuary for sanity. The less we say to each other, the more we respect each other. 

        

Now that you're gone, I feel the emptiness, like the space we have shared all these years. 

        

An emptiness that is not quite empty. An emptiness that can only be felt when one is missing.

I shall miss you and our shared emptiness. 

I take comfort in knowing that you have finally found your lush wings, 

made your final narrow walk on our balcony sill and took flight. 

Goodbye my silent companion. Till we meet again, thanks for your company.

I love you. Faraway Eyes.

Faraway Eyes.

Photo Library of Congress on Unsplash

The girl with faraway eyes

In her presence I had and held her close

In every moment I have with her I hang on tight.

For I know not when faraway eyes will take her away again.

And for how long.

Now I sit alone once again

Without her by my side.

I picture the face of the girl with faraway eyes.

Knowing I have loved, I am in love.

I am love.